The puppy slept well last night. And when she has a good
night, so does everyone else. It is just like having a toddler around the place
again.
Over brekkie I watched another episode of “The Good Place” – in this episode we got
a first look at the “bad place”. It
makes for entertaining viewing as I scoff my toast.
I then had a quick look-see at the Internet. Not much had
happened on Facebook, and with no emails not going into the bin unopened I got
myself together and set off to work. It was rather wet and very windy as I
walked to my car. As I started the engine the pundits on the radio were
relating the sad news that the renowned science-fiction author Ursula K LeGuin
had died.
As a sci-fi enthusiast I'm rather
ashamed that I've never actually read anything of hers. Maybe I should? I shall
have a look-see what's on the Kindle store on Amazon.
As I drove to work along some rather slippery
country lanes I was amazed at how many cars hadn't skidded in the mud and gone
through hedges. I wasn't going to risk it; I took my time. As the queues of
traffic built up behind me, Dr Liam Fox (Secretary
of State for International Trade and President of the Board of Trade) was
being interviewed on the radio. He
was spouting about why we should strike up new trade deals with various
countries and why we should invest more money in health care, and why we should
do this, that and the other. The more he spoke about what "we" should be doing, the more I
realised that "we" was
variously the United Kingdom's government, the Department of Health, the
Conservative party, the UK Cabinet... At
no point did he mention a "we"
to which I felt that both he and I belonged.
There was also a *lot* of talk about the collapse of the rape case against Oliver
Mears. Having been accused of of rape and sexual assault in July 2015 the
case against him has been dropped in the last week or so. The pundits were
fussing about the failures in the system which led to the case being dropped. I
don't pretend to understand what went wrong. Was he unfairly accused? Was he
guilty as sin and getting off on a technicality? I don't know.
But I do know that if he was accused in
July 2015 then the trial should have taken place no later that August 2015. Why
do all these court cases take so long to get sorted? Having had something
vaguely similar I know how the uncertainty of these things can ruin your life.
I got to work and did my bit, and then
came home again.
Once home I got the dogs collared and
leaded, and we walked round the block. Not an excessively long walk, but they
like to get out. Even if "er indoors TM" had taken
them out at lunch time. The original plan had been a longer walk meeting up
with "Daddy’s Little Angel TM" but the weather
really was against us.
I then boiled up my own scran. As it boiled I got a tub of
ice cream from the shop over the road. "er indoors TM"
had gone to a gathering of the tribes in Folkestone. Today was the Bat's big
birthday. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't have wanted any fuss to be made about it,
and what with getting home from Pembury and walking dogs, I would have
struggled to have got along in time. But it would have been good to have seen
him. But I had sent my best wishes with "er indoors TM", and instead of going along I sat in
front of the telly and with scran scoffed I shared my ice cream with my dogs.
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